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Messages through time
Deep in a dungeon
Lives a stranger, all alone
He owns no possessions
Just a pillow and a 'phone
And if you dial correctly
Get the stranger on the line
He'll reveal your future life
For he can see through time
He will tell your future
But for a price
A finger and a toe
And possibly your soul….
The phone will ring once
Then twice it goes
If three times it happens
Then you shall never know
Your true future.
Brice A. , Cole, Simon, Curtis J, Carmel Hill Fund Education Program, Louisiana
But the future is what he holds
you need to know your future
so you lose and steal,
the true price of a chicken’s feet,
your best friend's finger that you paid about a gillion for.
He will tell you the future.
So be prepared for what is happening.
You want to know how many cats you're going to own
and dogs that like bones
It’s the future the man holds and you need it really bad.
Africa and Maasyah, International Community School, London
He asks for his pay
When the future is told
You give him your soul
You instantly turn old.
You stare at him in astonishment
“That, my child, is part of the deal
I take your soul
And your future, I steal”.
You look at your hand
It’s wrinkly with age
“I want my soul and my life back”
You shout with rage.
“Again there is a price”
He said with a malicious grin
“But what do you have that I want?”
He said to himself, stroking his chin.
Britney, Great Yarmouth High School, UK
Lives a stranger, all alone.
His name, his features, left unknown
A blank slate, grey as clouds
On a stormy day.
He speaks to walls, they make him stay -
There is no space. He’s left to waste.
Here in his dungeon, his desolate space.
He yearns for the sky, but shall not lie.
He likes it here, he cannot die.
Its winter now, he’s getting cold.
Every day, more frail and old.
He cries out loud, pleading for freedom
Though he knows no one will free him.
He wishes for hope
He struggles to cope.
He brings the knife to his wrist
He fought for his life
But he fades to the mist.
By Kai, Dean and Max, Woolmer Hill School, Haslemere, UK
When you dial the number
the stranger gets to work.
Trying to find your future
and telling you on your phone
So be ready
When you hear you have to be happy
you have to say thank you
if not he will change your future
by Ivor, Zack and Alister, Wick High School
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